| Red telephone sitting by my bed
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| Practically bore your name
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| Lying alone in the twilight zone
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| Waiting for your call to come in
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| Hadn’t been for the kid
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| Who was sleeping upstairs
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| You’d have found me well on my way
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| On that midnight plane to L. A
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| You suffered sweeter for me
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| Than anyone I’ve ever known
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| I dared to look into the years
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| Would you still have your wife?
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| I dared to peer through my tears
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| Could we ever have a life?
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| Even thought I was pregnant by you
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| But I didn’t care
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| I just talked to my son
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| Would he mind another one?
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| You suffered sweeter for me
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| Than anyone I’ve ever known
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| Once more the mist rolls to the sea
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| Like a hundred times we’ve known
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| Trees are faded and the clouds have stopped
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| Where the wind had blown
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| How I dread when the evening comes
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| And I cannot be
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| What you want me to be
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| When you are next to me
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| How silent you are as the veils come down
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| Before my eyes
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| Soft and reserved as you move away
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| Donning your disguise
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| While every folk song that I ever knew
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| Once more comes true
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| And loves grows old
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| And waxes cold
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| You suffered sweeter for me
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| Than anyone I’ve ever known
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| Just one favor of you, my love
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| If I should die today
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| Take me down to where the hills
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| Meet the sea on a stormy day
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| Ride a ridge on a snow white horse
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| And throw my ashes away
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| To the wind and the sand
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| Where my song began
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| You suffered sweeter for me
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| Than anyone I’ve ever known |